How?..." I stammered, once again amazed by my friend's ability to surprise me."Idiot." he chortled, "Didn't you ever wonder why we never had to pay in...the restaurant next door? Ever wonder why we always got the best table? ... Why the chef always came out and had a chat, no matter how busy they were? ... I own the whole she-bang my young friend. It was cheaper buying the fucking place than spending a small fortune every time I came here." Archie once again burst into laughter as I looked around. Tracey Manning was then the last one to exit the back door as Vanessa got into her own car and the rest of them got into Tracey’s car. Vanessa needed to go separately so she could meet up separately with the event’s organizers and her own class and to meet up with Janine Carlyle and make sure that she was still happy with everything too.Both cars pulled out onto the road and headed off into town with no one in either of those cars seeing that lone car way down the far end of the street behind. "Maybe I'd b-b-better not," she said. "I don't have anything to wear."Hanson hung the jersey on a tree branch and reached for the buckle of his blue jeans. "Okay, but it's mighty hot to sit out on the bank."Billie-Ann's heart was in her throat. She didn't know whether to run or turn her back or what. If Hanson let her see his big brown cock close-up she might faint. But then she knew she was letting her imagination run away with her. Of course, Hanson wouldn't just strip down to the buff right. Fuck me! she begged. Fuck me hard! I did my best to comply, though I was finding it difficult to find a rhythm suitable for this sex-craved nymphomaniac that my cousin had become. I had no idea if she had always been this insatiable of if it was a new phenomenon, but all that mattered was the incredible feel of her pussy provided. I pumped her fast and hard until I felt an orgasm grow within me. I kept expecting to climax, but I could never seem to reach the point of no return. My arousal grew.